Oakwood Flows

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Yeah, yeah, B-A-D-D, they know what's up with me, man
Look, said it's a cold world. It's even colder when you live alone or when you don't
But somehow they still show you that you've been alone. Let's get it on
Riding with this 40, tryna bend his bones. Keep playing in the streets and we gon' send him home
Play, and we gon' get him gone. You come through these projects and get abolished
All niggas be respecting is violence, I'm being honest
My homies always told me to pop it. I said I got it
And Ralo told me make him a promise, so I promise, nigga
Put that on my mama, nigga. Went From bad living, mad slummy, to bad bitches, fast money
I'll never be a crash dummy. If I call you brother, that mean you could get my last for me
Ain't no undercovers, they gon' still get on your ass for me
Drama, drama, no, I'm not at ease. Still, I'm not fatigued
Llama, llama, I'm a cock and squeeze, then I gotta breeze
Homicidal, nigga, play with me, a nigga gotta bleed
A lot of y'all could probably walk a mile, but nigga, not in these
Yeah, said all I'm feeling is pain. My dog got locked up for a shooting I was feeling his pain
Yeah, that's my man, got back on land again and did it the same
And don't know how he in the can again, that nigga's insane
Look, this the situation. I been stressing out, I need some different patients
Brody went to trial, that was the tribulation. A lot of us don't get to make it
Known to handle all our problems in the pavement. Bro took 40 years after them litigations
This how it need to be. I keep it G with you, you keep it G with me
I keep it street with you, you keep it street with me
It all could go so easily. A nigga beef with you, a nigga beef with me
I'll never tell your dirt, we sworn to secrecy
Hey look, I could never hide the pain
Bitch told me I look like O Dog, I could never lie to Kane
My heart so numb it's scary, put a drum inside my gun it just take one to get you buried
42 my Christian lubes, they bloody under these Amiri's
One question that people always ask me is how I come up with the shit that I rap about, the content of my songs
I always just tell them like the beats talk to me
Beats talk just like the streets talk, I just make it my business to talk back
Look, breathing easy but still with it
Yeah, pray to Jesus but still sinning
My daddy died, nigga believe me, I'm still livid
Them niggas lied, said it get easy, I still feel it
Look, I spit the fire in the booth
Let it burn like Richard Pryor, I'm the truth
Get an interrogation and start singing like a choir when you spooked
I love my lawyer, he a liar in a suit
Nah I'm playing but look
Oakwood flows, bottled up these problems, tryna take them out
No one knows but always think about if we gon' make it out
Could hardly think, soon as you go to blink, they tryna take you out
Keys and Glocks, ain't never punch a clock, we on the paper route
Oakwood flows, bottled up these problems, tryna take them out
No one knows but always think about if we gon' make it out
Could hardly think, soon as you go to blink, they tryna take you out
Keys and Glocks, ain't never punch a clock, we on the paper route

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